Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 814 - 62: Signal Lights Up, Road Clear

"Has the first group already set off? Who’s leading them?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"People from the Secretary Bureau. Cheng Xuefei’s brother, Cheng Feng. What’s the situation with this old gentleman?"

"A professor from the university on the other side."

Wang Yunxiao briefly introduced Li Mingshen’s background in a few words, leaving Han Bin filled with respect.

"Bringing so many books over, won’t it cause contamination?"

"It shouldn’t."

If there were any issues, Principal Zhou would have already confiscated them.

"Then give the books to me."

Han Bin immediately smiled at Li Mingshen and said, "Sir, why don’t you join our group? I’ll carry these books for you."

He not only wasn’t someone to shy away from things but actually liked taking on responsibilities.

However, Li Mingshen didn’t agree immediately. Instead, he turned to Wang Yunxiao and asked, "Lord Wang, how do you suggest arranging for me?"

"It’s all the same."

Wang Yunxiao was more concerned about the next steps. He still hadn’t received further instructions.

Han Bin cheerily pulled Li Mingshen over. "Sir, tell me about the situation on your side! I heard the foreigners are pretty formidable?"

"There’s nothing worth mentioning—it would only bring shame to talk about. Lord Wang, I’d rather stick with you."

As a seasoned educator, Li Mingshen could easily discern which students were dependable and which weren’t serious about learning. Compared to Han Bin, who carried a carefree Jianghu vibe, he trusted Wang Yunxiao much more.

In times like these, those who boast aren’t necessarily the ones capable of delivering results.

Instead, it’s often those like Wang Yunxiao, who lay out potential issues beforehand and think meticulously, that inspire confidence in their abilities.

At least, that was his take on it.

Wang Yunxiao himself didn’t think of himself as particularly cautious. If he were truly careful, he wouldn’t have taken on this assignment in the first place.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar feminine voice chimed in near his ear: "Section Chief Wang, please prepare yourself. The second gate is about to open. Ensure everyone’s accounted for within three minutes, and leave no one behind."

What the...? It’s starting already?

Wang Yunxiao had no time to prepare.

The headcount wasn’t an issue—Youtiao had already checked it multiple times. Equipment and supplies were ready, and they’d even been issued emergency gear like various medicines, ropes, and black hoods for those who might succumb to Echo Erosion and suddenly go berserk.

"Second group! Second group, gather up! Make sure you’ve got everything! If you leave something behind, no one’s going back for it!"

There were fifty transmigrators listed in the second group, including Li Mingshen. To oversee their safety, Wang Yunxiao not only had to bring along his entire Team 101 but also the rookies from the second squad of the Special Service Section.

It wasn’t just about sending off these fifty people—they also had to bring back fifty later.

The abrupt gathering order left the transmigrators at a loss. Kids cried, adults argued, and the entire training yard instantly turned into a chaotic market.

Meanwhile, the unfamiliar female voice continued nagging into Wang Yunxiao’s ear, reminding him of various precautions.

"Once you arrive at your destination, completing the mission is the top priority. Under no circumstances should force be used to resolve problems unless absolutely necessary..."

"The ’unless absolutely necessary’ condition is based on not compromising mission progress or personal safety..."

There’s no need to repeat it; I can pretty much guess what kind of situation it will be over there.

Wang Yunxiao felt resigned but couldn’t very well tell them, "I’m a transmigrator too; I already have a taste of this."

"The transfer portal is now open. The apricot-yellow flag is lit. The path is clear. Countdown to the gate opening: ten, nine, eight..."

What apricot-yellow flag?

Before he could process the unfamiliar term, something resembling a massive, material-unknown gate began to manifest slowly in the open space before him.

"Three, two, one! The gate is open. Please enter immediately and follow the markers along the path..."

"Youtiao, Chen Yan, you’re at the rear. I’ll go first!"

Wang Yunxiao boldly stepped through the gate.

As soon as his foot landed, he was nearly swept backward by the gusting wind and snow that struck him in the face.

All he could see was endless white—a blizzard raging between heaven and earth, masking everything in a frozen void. No signs of predecessors ahead, and no stragglers behind.

Where the hell have I ended up?

Where’s the path?

Did I get off at the wrong stop?

As confusion spread across Wang Yunxiao’s face, a voice suddenly called out, "Over here!"

Following the sound, he spotted a faint light not far away.

It was the entrance to a passage buried under a thick layer of snow, seemingly leading down beneath the ice. Without the light at the entrance—well, honestly, beyond the light, something else was even more conspicuous.

There was a panda.

"Director Lian?"

"This way!"

"What kind of godforsaken place is this?"

"Stop asking so many questions! Move!"

Once inside the icy underground passageway, the environment improved significantly. It was quiet and devoid of the raging blizzard outside, almost like an underground bunker.

However, Wang Yunxiao’s keen senses picked up something unusual.

This place wasn’t safe.

By then, the rest of the group had caught up. After enduring the battering snowstorm, the transmigrators were visibly fatigued, but fortunately, their overall condition was manageable.

"Bro! Where the hell have they sent us?"

"Don’t ask!"

I don’t know either!

Wang Yunxiao noticed a large arrow drawn in charcoal on the snowy walls, its message clear.

Move forward.

After a brief stop at the entrance to double-check the headcount, the group pressed on.

Wang Yunxiao remained at the forefront.

A vague sense of oppression and danger continued to gnaw at him.

The danger hadn’t arrived yet—this place was safe for now.

But not permanently.

The twisted and winding passage didn’t seem hastily constructed. After walking for about five minutes, some new scenery finally appeared amid the snow and ice.

Before them was a cliff, with a narrow, precarious ice bridge spanning the abyss below—a yawning chasm with no discernible bottom.

At the bridge’s other end sat a panda.

"Keep moving forward and don’t make a commotion."

The panda spoke in Lianluo’s voice.

This was a genuine panda, not a woman dressed as one.

Curious as Wang Yunxiao was, he knew now wasn’t the time for questions.

Crossing the bridge took longer than expected. Not everyone had the courage to walk across such a chasm. Despite repeated warnings not to look down, many couldn’t resist sneaking a glance, only to find their legs giving out in terror.

After carrying Li Mingshen across the bridge, Wang Yunxiao suddenly had a bad feeling. Turning back, he saw the panda standing up and pulling out a green bamboo pole from somewhere.

"Hurry up! Something below has been disturbed. This route is no longer safe."

The panda stared into the abyss, pointing the bamboo pole downward.

With a puff, colorful fireworks shot out from the pole, illuminating the darkness below.

This revealed shadowy shapes climbing silently along the cliffside.

They were massive spiders.